Do I have to choose? (BTS x Ftm Reader)

Chapter 12

Today was going to be a long day.

Seasons were just changing, the frost dewing off the blades of grass calmly. Very few people were out walking along the river side as the clouds rolled around in the cobalt sky. The breeze tickling our cheeks with a soft embrace while the the sun seemed to smile down on us kindly. The weather was so beautiful that I somehow felt under dress in only a large hood and jeans. Seokjin was dressed similarly with the addition of a mask, glasses and a beanie hiding his hair. As we walked along he seemed to choose a spot to rest. He hurriedly unpacked the bag he carried in hand, placing a blanket atop the patchy colored grass. Though his face was hidden well with multiple accessories I could tell he was smiling about his decision of bringing me here. I had slight fear in my gut though, what if he was recognized? He was a world famous idol, a member of the world's biggest boy group, one of the worlds most handsome men, restaurant owner, son of a model and a big business son. Fuck, can he tack anything else on?  A little mask didn't seem to hide him well enough for me, and we're out in the open of one of the busiest spots in Seoul. I wanted to voice my opinion but the way he cutely arranged food containers before taking seat pulled a chuckle from my lips. He brought a few sandwiches and other little snacks for us to picnic along the Han river. It was a sweet planned out gesture. I felt horrible for sleeping in now. Acting too cutely for me to protest. "So, what time do I need to get you back?" He pried open a container before passing it over for me to share. I sat across from Seokjin and thought about his question for a moment.  "Well actually, if you want to hang out longer... Would you want to drop me off at a broadcasting studio?" My eyes were glued to the water as I spoke. Not sure of what his reply would be, nervousness grew inside of me. Especially when he didn't even answer my question. Seokjin remained silently eating his food as if I hadn't just said something to him. For almost ten minutes, nothing. Nothing. Still nothing. He simply hummed with  a smile on his face, and his eyes looking in the distance. He neglected me entirely. "Ya! Kim Seokjin, answer me," quietly snarled becoming impatient, I stood up blocking his view. His eyes mused over me for a moment before letting out a deep chuckle, "Why should I answer such a lame question? You owe me extra time, silly boy." I fumed a bit. For a grown man, he was such a brat. Hands on my hips, I sigh and shook my head at his outrageous claim as to why he didn't answer. "Aish," I sit next to him before playfully hitting his shoulder. Seokjin was fun to be with, but as much as we've actually spoke, not once did it not involve work. Nor did we ever discuss hobbies, or common interests. We were just coworkers. The thought was actually quite disappointing, but I shrugged it off as the late morning sun warmed my skin. It was better to be coworkers than strangers.

Jin's pov

I had something to tell (Y/n). Excitement coursed through me all morning about it, and I wasn't sure how he would react. But with him sleeping in, I thought about keeping it to myself. It would serve him right after making me wait. Even now he's managing to annoy me enough to keep my secret. "Why aren't you eating?" (Y/n) hadn't taken a single bite of anything, and it was starting to bug me. My hands grab the sandwich container again while moving closer to him. "Eat," I didn't give him much time to argue with me as I held the food to his lips. My eyes peeled intensely at him in attempt to convince to open his mouth for a bite, but he stared at me blankly. If I didn't know any better I thought I saw his face flush slightly as he snatched it out of my hands. He mumbled under his breathe, making it impossible for me to understand before he stuffed his face.

Cheeks puffed and eyes round, he reminded me of a chipmunk. "So cute," was all I managed before his eyes met mine and he aggressively swallowed. "Stupid Hyung." "Hey! Don't call me that. It's Jin Hyung," I defended myself with a fake pout before checking the time on my watch. It was already after 11 as we bickered back and forth for a bit. He would only laugh at me when I'd yell over him, but nonetheless I enjoyed the conversation.